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Lin Ran immediately became angry: "What about you, Mo Yi, can you show some face?"

"Isn't it?" Mo Yi looked at Yan Xi.

"Yanyan, tell me, who do you belong to?" Lin Ran also looked at Yanxi with burning eyes.

Yan Xi kept a cold face and didn't speak.

Mo Yi and Lin Ran felt awkward at the same time.

So what, Yan Shangxian, at least you said something, didn't you realize that the surrounding temperature is already very cold?

"Let's go!" Mo Yi pulled Yanxi up with a sullen face and walked out.

"stop!"

Lin Ran stood in front of them, pointing the sword at Mo Yi: "Mo Yi, don't deceive people too much."

"What can you do to me?"

Mo Yi also took out his sword to meet her, clang and clang, in the sky, the figures of the two were covered by clouds and mist, only the transformation spell was blooming in the sky like fireworks.

Guests: "?"

What kind of situation is this? It was a beautiful wedding banquet just now, and then it became two women competing for one woman, and now they are actually fighting.

This change is so fast!

However, I have to say that the battle between the two lords was really interesting.

What to do, they still want them to fight more fiercely, isn't that not good?

As for Yanxi, who was the source of this battle, his face was indifferent and his brows were slightly frowned.

Is this regret?

No, she was just thinking, why are they fighting?

Finally, the right protector of the demon world found out his conscience: "Shangxian Yan, can you go and persuade me, it's not an option for the two lords to fight like this."

Yan Xi's answer was: "No."

The right guard froze for a moment: "Why?"

"It will stop naturally when you have played enough."

It seems that it makes sense.

Sure enough, after a while, the two of Mo Yi stopped fighting.

Mo Yi put away the sword, walked in front of Yan Xi, with a slight smile in his eyes: "Let's go."

Gently took Yanxi's hand, and the two left with a sword, regardless of how dark Lin Ran's face was behind him.

"My lord, you lost?" the right protector asked cautiously.

Lin Ran glared at her: "I want you to take care of it!"

Flicking his sleeves and leaving, the fiery red clothes were a bit dazzling.

"My lord, where are we going?"

Yanxi was not used to being so close to people, so she moved aside calmly. Originally, she wanted to suggest that she could control the sword by herself, but seeing Mo Yi's stern face, she stopped thinking again.

Mo Yi saw her movements in his eyes, squinted his eyes, and the aura around him became a bit cold: "Go to Tianshan."

Yan Xi sensed her displeasure, and was very puzzled, but said nothing: "Yeah."

As a result, a strange atmosphere spread between the two of them, and that atmosphere was called embarrassment.

"You, why didn't you ring the bell?" Moyi pretended not to care.

Since you don't want to marry, why didn't you inform me, saying, do you dislike me?

Yanxi felt that Moyi was weird, but he couldn't put it into words: "I shook it, but it didn't make any noise."

Mo Yi frowned, didn't Master say that Yan Xi was the most important person in her life, then why wouldn't the silent bell ring?

Could it be that Master lied to her?

Mo Yifei flew quickly, as if something was urgent, Yanxi felt uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything.

After flying for about four or five hours, the two arrived at Tianshan Mountain.

Tianshan Mountain is located on the sea, and it snows all year round. Looking around, it is a vast expanse of whiteness, glowing softly in the sun.

"Let's go."

Moyi took her hand very naturally, and walked towards Tianshan.

Yan Xi pursed her lips slightly, for some reason, Mo Yi seemed to like holding her hand, and it was fine after holding her hand all the way, why is she still holding her hand now?

"Meet Your Majesty."

The head of the Heaven Sect and his disciples greeted him there early on.

"Yeah." Mo Yi nodded, and pulled Yan Xi towards the Tianshan School with no expression on his face.

The head of the Tianshan School, Tianli, followed her cautiously. He had heard earlier that Mo Shangzun was particularly favored by Yan Shangxian. Seeing him today, he really deserved his reputation!

Tsk tsk, that little hand pulls.

"My lord, I have prepared the food and wine, and I still look at your face."

Mo Yi glanced at Yanxi, nodded, "I'm sorry."

The banquet was held in the main hall, it was all fairy fruits and wine, nothing special, but she thought that Yanxi was still away from the fairyland and hadn't fasted, and after traveling for so long, she was hungry, so she agreed.

"My lord, I offer you a toast." Tianli raised his glass.

Mo Yi nodded, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. The wine tasted good, sweet in the mouth, with a little bit of bitterness, but it had a lot of stamina.

"Don't drink, it will be bad if you get drunk."

Mo Yi stopped Yan Xi who was about to drink, she had never seen Yan Xi drink, but she must have a poor capacity for drinking.

"Yes."

Yan Xi put down his wine glass, his clear eyes darkened a bit.

Mo Yi's heart moved slightly: "Forget it, you should drink less."

She seldom has anything she wants to do, since she wants to drink now, let's drink, since she is here anyway, it doesn't matter if she gets drunk.

"Thank you, my lord."

Yan Xi picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then, she passed out.

Yes, there was only one glass, and she passed out.

Mo Yi was a little helpless, she did think that Yan Xi was not good at drinking, but she didn't expect it to be so bad, she poured down a glass.

"Can you ask the head to arrange a room to rest with her?"

Of course Tianli agreed, and immediately arranged for the best room, and arranged for his disciples to make hangover soup, don't be too active.

The room is very big, Moyi hugged Yanxi to the bed with gentle and careful movements.

Looking at the person sleeping on the bed, Mo Yi couldn't help laughing, and pinched her nose: "Idiot, since you can't drink enough, then drink less, why are you being so brave."

Yan Xi frowned, curled his lips, his cheeks were slightly flushed because of the alcohol, his pale pink lips were pursed, the usual cold air dissipated, unexpectedly he was a little more cute.

Mo Yi was in a good mood, smoothed her frowning brows, sat beside her and looked at her.

"My lord." A young disciple walked in tremblingly, holding a bowl of hangover soup in his hand.

Moyi took the soup without looking at her: "Go out first, I'm here."

"Yes." The little disciple left as if fleeing.

Mo Yi frowned, why is she so scary? She was so frightened.

Without thinking too much, I shook the person on the bed: "Wake up, drink the soup and go back to sleep."

Yan Xi slightly opened his eyes: "Sir, Your Honor?"

Mo Yi sighed, held the soup in one hand, and helped her up with the other, with a gentle tone he had never had before: "Hey, drink the soup before going to sleep."

Yan Xi leaned on the bed, tilted his head: "Don't drink."

Yo, play childish temper.

"Good boy." Mo Yi didn't want to argue with a drunk person, so he coaxed her patiently.

"I'm not good." But a certain person didn't appreciate it.